Monday, December 10, 2007

For the widows in paradise, for the fatherless in Ypsilanti.



I was dressed embarrassment.
I was dressed in wine.
If you had a part of me, will you take you're time?
Even if I come back, even if I die
Is there some idea to replace my life?
Like a father to impress;
Like a mother's mourning dress,
If you ever make a mess, I'll do anything for you

Pretty much sums up how I feel. Thanks Sufjan.







I am feeling abit more relieved now.. I haven't really a clue what just happened or even specifically why I should or over what should I feel relieved. I can't put a finger on it. I'm just glad I managed to say what I really felt. And now for the aftermath. Brr. Brace yourself. Chin up! theres going to be a long way more to go!